I went to my first baseball game in (*thinks about it*) about eight years. I hate sports. I really do. I find them to be incredibly boring, and I'm honestly very wary of Philadelphia sports events considering the not-so-nice experiences I've had with them. I tend to steer clear of any and all sports-related activities if I can help it.
Why, then, did I marry a sports-junkie???
I try to consider it part of my purgatory on earth. Ha!
In all seriousness, though, I had a good time. Upon getting to the park, we headed straight for the kid-zone they've got, and Vince delighted in running around through the obstacles and going up and down slides. I was pretty amazed by how clean everything was. There was also plenty of staff on-hand to supervise the children should one of them attempt sneaking away from the corralled area without an adult. Very nice!
While Vince and I were enjoying the "Phun Zone" John hurried off to purchase Phillies attire for me so I didn't stick out like a sore thumb. I can't believe he paid $28 for a flippin' T-shirt. $28? C'mon, now. But pay it he did. I think he's looking at it as an investment. $28 now and he doesn't ever have to be embarrassed by his non-Phillies-fan wife any other time we go to games together. I'll happily wear it to games, because I decided that if they're all this nice, I wouldn't mind going back as a family.
It was very sweet of him, even though I have to admit being surprised he was that sure I'd enjoy myself enough to think of coming back. Ha ha. He's got patience to spare, that one.
After we finished running Vincent out, we decided to get some food and then head for our seats. Walking through the stadium is like walking down the boardwalk in Ocean City. There are so many various vendors and everything smells so good. All you want to do is take a little bit of everything. Unlike OC, however, everything is jacked up in price about a bazillion times. I wasn't so happy about that. We ended up getting two hot dogs and fries.
Upon finding our seats, Vincent was happy to dig into his fries. He happily sat through the beginning announcements and was delighted by the lights and videos that would come up on the screen. He stood up for the National Anthem and clapped for everyone in turn. I think he really enjoyed seeing everyone come out and liked applauding with the crowd. You could see he felt like he was a part of something. It was so sweet!
And of course John had to get him some cotton candy. :)
Vincent thoroughly enjoyed his bag of blue and pink sugar, though Mommy snuck it into her purse when he was about half-way through. Shhhh!
He ended up patiently sitting in his seat (or on one of our laps) for the duration of 4 innings. Since it was already pretty late, we figured we wouldn't push our luck and gathered him up to go.
On the way out, we met up with my good friend and his wife. We swapped out tickets since we weren't staying anyway, and even got a picture to prove that I was at the game! As always, it was great to see them, but it was a shame we couldn't hang out for longer. I miss them!
All in all, it was a really fun night. I was pleasantly surprised by how smoothly everything went. For the most part, everyone was very nice. I'm looking forward to creating a scrapbook of this and future games for Vincent to look back on with his own kids someday.
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